On January 4th, I spent time with Chris Switzer. He received the grand tour of my “art haus” and was doted on by my forever affection seeking kitty. He even let me draw his hands. He was a good hand model.

A bunch of hands on various things from last night. I was feeling off from some bad food and had to stay home from going to the movies. It would have been the first movie that I would see a theater for this year.

Instead of lying in bed feeling like an Alien was ready to chest burst or worse yet, stomach burst, I got out the paint and got busy. It was a pretty productive night.

My cat watched the art happenings from her ottoman perch. As I write this blog post, she is attacking a sheet of newspaper on the floor. No wait, she just discarded it in favor of watching the turtles get warm.

I am getting ready for my day job. However, the art is raging in my veins like the T Virus from Resident Evil.

Happy Tuesday.

-Ren

PS. Song of the day The Smiths - This Charming Man. Google that and pick up your cat or nearest loved one and dance around the living room or such.